Blue Chow Christmas: The Hart Family (Have A Hart Book 4) by Rachelle Ayala

Author:Rachelle Ayala [Ayala, Rachelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amiga Books
Published: 2017-02-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

“Well, at least we found our Christmas tree today,” Cait said once they were back at the cabin.

The walk back had been slow going, but Brian had supported her and helped her hike down the path as the sun set and dusk darkened the way. Her entire body ached, and she’d definitely taken on too much with the hike.

Thankfully, he believed her when she said all of her pain stemmed from the fact she was bounced around inside of a car while careening over a cliff. Her ribs hurt from the sobbing, and her head throbbed from the concussion. Brian asked no questions, and his silence gave her the chance to shove the memories down. Why had she even brought it up? The part about wanting a family with Brian?

He’d shocked her the other day saying he knew why she’d married him. She’d ignored him, pretended he hadn’t ripped the scab off her wound, but the pressure was too great. That was it. She’d wanted to reassure him she hadn’t married him out of convenience, but that she’d actually wanted a family with him.

Accepting Glen would make up for everything, hopefully. She could be the loving stepmother, and no one would fault her if she didn’t want any other children. Watching her pregnant sister-in-law was enough of a trigger. She’d better get used to it, since her two sisters were marrying soon. She could do it. She was a master at deflection, and there would be plenty of family drama to hide behind. No one should ever know—other than Brian, who never ran his mouth anyway.

Cait rallied her spirits. There was no sense dwelling on what couldn’t be changed. She was here to recover from her injuries, and she had a cabin in the woods to transform into a Christmas cottage.

She pulled her game face together and puffed out her chest, pretending nothing significant had happened. “I’m ready to decorate our tree. Why don’t you go up to the attic and see what my parents left? They used to do Christmas here before the family got too big. I can pop the popcorn and start stringing the garlands.”

Back home, they had a theme for each room. A mantel full of snow globes, holly and ivy threaded through the bannisters, and the kitchen was covered with gingerbread houses.

Here? She’d have to get creative with pine cones, twigs, wine corks, and whatever Brian could dig out of the attic.

“We could drive down the mountain and hit the general store,” Brian said, glancing at his watch. “Shall we eat dinner down there?”

The drive up to the cabin from the hospital had been harrowing, but at least they had been going uphill, which meant they weren’t quite as out of control going around the turns.

“I don’t want to go down the mountain in the dark,” Cait said. “Mom and Dad left us with plenty of food in the fridge, and I’m sure they have old ornaments from before we were born.” She stared at the ladder leading to the attic.

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